The Writers Block 3 is tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight tonight!!
bring our your notebooks, obscure instruments, songs, poems, shenanigans, and skullduggery. lets make this one the best one yet.
WEDNESDAY NIGHTS 10PM
@ the mural (on the beach) below cherry park (in Long Beach)
Ocean Blvd between cherry & Junipero
-apex
Freedom of Speech & Right to Assemble
Freedom of Speech & Right to Assemble
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Lets make Writers Block III the best one yet.
that poetry event last night was really cool. just thought i'd let you know that i really enjoyed it. All the creativity flowing, the nicotine flowing through our veins, and the beer coursing down our throats, all so lovely. so thank you for the opportunity to experience all that.
-constance towers.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
let me climb the walls to your castle
let me
walk past the gaurd dogs with out blood shed....
a n d
let me in
or leave me be
because mind games distress
me
a n d
i dont know if i can take blood shed any more
but i think you could take me
at least take me somewhere other than
where i stand
which as it stands
is no where near you
but that could change
a n d i c o u l d as well
and i could swell with content as you disconect my internet so i
cant
stalk you
but who said i was
stalking you
who said
you
oh i said you
let me
walk past the gaurd dogs with out blood shed....
a n d
let me in
or leave me be
because mind games distress
me
a n d
i dont know if i can take blood shed any more
but i think you could take me
at least take me somewhere other than
where i stand
which as it stands
is no where near you
but that could change
a n d i c o u l d as well
and i could swell with content as you disconect my internet so i
cant
stalk you
but who said i was
stalking you
who said
you
oh i said you
Saturday, September 25, 2010
SUBMIT YOUR WORK TO THE WRITERS BLOCK BLOG
If anyone out there has a piece of work, poem, photograph, movie, painting, or anything that they would like to have displayed on our blog, please email it to us at writersblock@cbgb.net for consideration. thanks guys.
a poem
I want to take my love
my resent
my hate
and scream it in your face
like ghetto blasting through dark alleys
at 2am
dark and high
because Ive played it safe for too long
and despite it all
she said
everything was fine
but fines not enough when youre falling too fast for the wind to keep up
tie your shoes kid
they're bound to fall off
mind your cues kid
know when to step off
I tried to love you
but I couldnt hop on
the games gotten too tame
like benadryls gonna stop my cough
and tylenol is gonna stop my pain
substitute caffeine with cocaine
tryptophan for heroin
because chivalrys not
but recognition is dead
like punk rock
like hip hop
and talk radio
my lonely friends
wolf in sheeps clothing
pulled wool over my eyes
told me love was alive
turns out it was lies
so Im humming the blues
because I know those are true
like letters
twenty six depends on how you
cut it like grass
hundreds of blades slicing atmosphere
in perpetual motion like dust
millions of particles
floating through my room like thoughs
and I cant even count the thoughts
so she mustve been right
and here Im inadequate
but I know she was wrong
so here Ill take a stab at it
night after night
she sits
waiting
not that she knows it
too drunk to stumble up the stiars
but its the kind of block
where nobody cares
so she waits
knows damn well that soon Ill come outside
to smoke some fresh air
before I know
Im on the porch
fingers running through my hair
and thats love
boiled down to its simplest form
and thats how I want it
RAW
so I wrote a poem in pink
used words nice and gentle
swore that I loved her
mustve been mental
or my mistake might have been
loving prose more than her
when she hadnt a fuck to give
for love not bought from a store
and blamed it on me
for loving her
poor
so Im alone
on the edge of midnight and sanity
waiting on the galaxy
to spit something back at me
anything at all
except for the apathy
thats brought on
by intangible energy
or maybe its the coctail
of blunt smoke and dramamine
I never held this over her head
but I'm about to tonight
so
lets go back in time
she can save her own damn life.
-apex.
my resent
my hate
and scream it in your face
like ghetto blasting through dark alleys
at 2am
dark and high
because Ive played it safe for too long
and despite it all
she said
everything was fine
but fines not enough when youre falling too fast for the wind to keep up
tie your shoes kid
they're bound to fall off
mind your cues kid
know when to step off
I tried to love you
but I couldnt hop on
the games gotten too tame
like benadryls gonna stop my cough
and tylenol is gonna stop my pain
substitute caffeine with cocaine
tryptophan for heroin
because chivalrys not
but recognition is dead
like punk rock
like hip hop
and talk radio
my lonely friends
wolf in sheeps clothing
pulled wool over my eyes
told me love was alive
turns out it was lies
so Im humming the blues
because I know those are true
like letters
twenty six depends on how you
cut it like grass
hundreds of blades slicing atmosphere
in perpetual motion like dust
millions of particles
floating through my room like thoughs
and I cant even count the thoughts
so she mustve been right
and here Im inadequate
but I know she was wrong
so here Ill take a stab at it
night after night
she sits
waiting
not that she knows it
too drunk to stumble up the stiars
but its the kind of block
where nobody cares
so she waits
knows damn well that soon Ill come outside
to smoke some fresh air
before I know
Im on the porch
fingers running through my hair
and thats love
boiled down to its simplest form
and thats how I want it
RAW
so I wrote a poem in pink
used words nice and gentle
swore that I loved her
mustve been mental
or my mistake might have been
loving prose more than her
when she hadnt a fuck to give
for love not bought from a store
and blamed it on me
for loving her
poor
so Im alone
on the edge of midnight and sanity
waiting on the galaxy
to spit something back at me
anything at all
except for the apathy
thats brought on
by intangible energy
or maybe its the coctail
of blunt smoke and dramamine
I never held this over her head
but I'm about to tonight
so
lets go back in time
she can save her own damn life.
-apex.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
TWB II
Thanks again to everyone who came out last night, we had some great newcomers, but not enough performers! C'mon Long Beach, surely we can do better than this? If anyone out there has something that they would like to say, or do, or perform please feel free to come out we would love to have you. And a special thank you to Artie & AP for your game show style shenanigans, and John, for unceasingly playing the guitar last night. Can't wait for next week, until then, stay creative!
---apex.
---apex.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
typewriters.
Monday, September 20, 2010
San Francisco's Best Kept Secret....untill now.
The Secret Secretaries are a fixture at the 16th and Mission reading series up in beautiful San Francisco, which as many of you may know is where I got my inspiration to start The Writers Block, they have a blog too and believe it or not its even better than ours... www.16thmission.com
But back to the point. The Secret Secretaries, with their minimalist drumming, punk rock guitar, and ear piercing vocals have long been one of my very most favorite bands...and now they've gone and recorded themselves a full length album. As a long distance fan, this is truly surreal to me. I can't wait to get my copy and once you hear them, you won't be able to either. Not to mention that the first 100 fans to get their grubby little paws on a copy will also get to experience the delights of a limited edition (signed?) chap book featuring lyrics and poems from band members Shyeanne Powers, Nic Burrose, and Stellar Cassidy.
"wow, thats an offer too good to pass up! where can I get a copy?"
-anonymous fan
Well, unfortunately, they're not for sale yet, but that doesn't mean that you cant go over to The Secret Secretaries Reverb Nation page for a little sneak preview. Oh, and while you're at it you might as well check them out on facebook and myspace.
Stay updated for the album release and buy yourself a copy...it's not like you'll regret it.
"I jumped forward in time to give this album a listen, my mind was fucking BLOWN"
-anonymous time traveling fan
-apex
HELP US PROMOTE.
I made a new flyer, its simaliar to the last one, to those of you who had an original one...its a collectors item now. but I made this new one, it has our blog and email on it, as well as better directions. 8 of them fit on one sheet of computer paper so I'm posting the design here, if anyone wants to help out, feel free to print one, print two, or print seventy-three of them for all we care, cut em up and pass em out. thanks.
-alex.
-alex.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
We're on facebook now.
In addition to our event page......http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=130414900339666&ref=ts
We now have a fan page, I know it might seem like overkill, but I just want good coverage. Now you can "like" us. tell all your friends!
http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Writers-Block/132133053500468?ref=ts
We now have a fan page, I know it might seem like overkill, but I just want good coverage. Now you can "like" us. tell all your friends!
http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Writers-Block/132133053500468?ref=ts
Thursday, September 16, 2010
The First Writers Block Session...a smashing success
Thanks to everyone who came out last night, I'd really appreciate you emailing us at writersblock@cbgb.net so that we can maybe start some sort of mailing list. Also, if anyone has work that they would like displayed on the blog, please send it to me.
OH YEAH, see you all next week.
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